Merry May

Merry May
the rays ignite
a higher, wiser, inner sight
and fire in the belly
quicken, now, our power
raise the Just in common might

Lost: the plot

Once upon a time
In the British Isles
The People lost the plot
A lot
For a mighty while:

They dove into their navels
They high-fived their polished pride
Took advantage
Took for granted
Labels old enough to die.

They laid tables with ballistics
Played interpreting statistics
Graded experts unrealistic
Dignified the narcissistic
Swaying lore to cast the Law aside;
No-platformed or projected
Poaching power to decide
Because agenda mattered more
So bore false witness in an effort
To control the spring of tides.

Some laid traps
And some bade hacks
To frame the facts
While others cried
Conspiracy and wolf
Because they both applied
As lies drew pacts
In packs to hide
Until the pros were cons
And cons were pros
And any pumped-up so-and-so
Was weaponised in service
To misguide.

The rowdy rabbles scrabbled
Best to justify hyperbole
With prefix like
‘’The truth is..’
But it set nobody free because
They waged their wars on history’s shores
And clutched at straws
To fill their stores with futures really
Only naked emperors can see.

Clear perspective took a nose-dive
In the voice of tribalese
Based on promotion of emotion
And selective memory.
And soon the Kingdom, so united
In its muddled fear and snide
Did fail to notice it was all at sea
As literally met irony
In harmony, allied
To drag the People down and drown them
In the murky deep vainglory of the ride.

Obama Pushing In

He came; he saw; he conquered
Bish, bash, bosh
Outrage kept its sights on the messenger

 

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-politics-36117907

Here lies truth

Why vie for facts:
The very stuff
All answers lack,
No matter how you kid.
Ply your realities instead –
There’s loads on show,
Although, you know
That’s all you ever did.

The spoof you back
Is proof you hedge
A hunch that sows
Inside your head –
Synaptic slack
That grows to rid
The evidence
Whence truth has fled.

“Envy”? That’s just nasty.

Hey, Cons,

You are obviously having some trouble understanding the people you govern; that ‘one nation” that you claim to represent. Now, I know, you don’t really give a shit about me, being as I didn’t and wouldn’t vote for you but you like to pretend that you do so I’m going to pretend that this little post will make any difference beyond its cathartic value.

The anger and frustration you are witnessing and feigning hurt feelings over, is due to the consistent gaps, in most matters, between your arrogant, clichéd, repetitive rhetoric and what you actually do and don’t do.

The tax fiasco you preside over is of your making. You are the law makers. You have had six years to draw a clear line between what is legal and what isn’t. You want to imagine that we conflate legitimate government schemes with tax evasion but it is you who keep citing aggressive avoidance as though it were not still evasion and you who use this obfuscation as an excuse to procrastinate and hinder, in order to protect a grotesque power structure. That is the wrong that David Cameron does. Just because you desperately need for us to be stupid does not mean that we are nor that you should treat us so.

This is NOT about ‘envy’; it is not about dead cat tax returns. It’s not about what you inherited or how wealthy you are. Reasonable people don’t care nearly as much as you seem to want them to. What they care about is the power that people have and how they use it, so stop insulting us with your narrow, simplistic, patronising ideas about why the People are so angry. You’re not even close.

The anger is about you trampling all over our natural and righteous desire for social justice. It’s the result of six years of enduring your relentlessly wilful socio-economic ignorance, your divisive modus operandi, your high-horse moralising and your piss-taking lip service. This anger hasn’t just happened over the last few days: it has been there and growing since the first year of your lot’s term as a coalition.

It’s about your neoliberal ideology that depends, entirely, on taking liberties at the expense of others. It’s about your unending support for gluttonous crony industry. It’s about how you think that you, alone, own OUR country because you think you are the only ones entitled, capable and worthy. You really are not. Your group mind is Britain’s nemesis.

We do not have a problem with “wealth creators” – we are your wealth creators, for gods’ sakes. And we are not the “enemies of aspiration”. We are the victims of your I’m alright Jack selfishness and gluttony. We aspire, given half a chance. We want secure, comfortable homes, livable incomes, full bellies, pensions; disposable income for, you know: savings and pleasure; we want better for our children; we want a dignified old age… Basic stuff, really and you don’t even try to get that right. No: you’re too busy aspiring to further your own good fortunes and lording it over us with your unethical and unsustainable let them eat austerity nonsense.

Anyone experiencing – even just observing – the record of your governance, cannot fail to see how you have undermined, reduced and impoverished the People and the country. You are the “low achievers”. Look at the state of our NHS, Education, public sector morale, the welfare scapegoats, the referenda, to name but a few. You sell us out and sell us short. Everywhere I look, you have created an almighty mess. You are wasting our chances and our time. Who on earth would envy you?

There are shifts in public consciousness that are, at last, reaching a critical mass. Connections are finally being made between the state we are in and your petty, demigod governance. We don’t need your nasty party’s “compassion“, we don’t deserve your contempt and we don’t need a government that doesn’t believe in its own citizens. What we need is a government with actual integrity.

This is our country, too. And we are millions.

Now go away.

Immeasurably fixed

He was panicked and embarrassed:
his us and them policies
had caught up with his privileged stock
and he found the process painful;
unfathomable.
His shares bled,
drip by drop;
immeasurably fixed
to quake the patron’s Rock,
transparent of his tricks.
And, still,
there, from the debris of the aftershocks,
came arrogant shticks with interlocking bricks,
to repair his crumbling, patriarchal edifice.

Enough, now. Enough.

With the budgetary fiasco over benefit cuts, the junior doctors’ strikes and the steel crisis, the pressure of overdue revelatory scrutiny has been mounting, suddenly and significantly, on the Government, so that the recent release of the Panama Papers has sent the Tories and their public relations machine into full-on, damage limiting panic mode.

The Conservative Party, its crony affiliates and wannabes really need people’s outrage to be about Cameron’s dad and not the last six years of equivocation, obfuscation and deliberate hindrance of good, sound tax law. They want to cry public envy and ignorance rather than acknowledge that, by bitter experience, it is trust, sincerity and competence that the People find lacking in this government. Dave flails before a one-way mirror, transparent, now, surely, even to the most reluctant eye.

We know the real problem is a lack of integrity and political will and a desire, by those who benefit, to preserve this asymmetrical status quo; that “aggressive avoidance” should be included as evasion and its laws properly enforced; that it would also help, somewhat, if government schemes such as ISAs were not glibly called “avoidance” in the first place.

I’m fed up with being told that someone or some group has done nothing illegal when what has been done, clearly, should be. I’m sick of the hubris and easy hypocrisy that express an intent to integrity and social justice but betray our common interests, casually laying waste all that is good and vital to the cohesion and well-being of Society.

The Cons have become utterly desperate that connections are not made between their false economy mentality, their infantile understanding of the world and their casual disregard for the society they govern. They, who make the people vulnerable to snapping under the unwarranted pressure of carrying every kind of burden but power; they, whose aggressive, cynical and paranoid worldview is based on marketing feudal fancy.

What, exactly, has this sneaky, embarrassing and wholly inept government done to benefit the country and the wider world, for the list of socio-economic disasters they preside over, domestic and international, is shocking and interminably long. This is a governing party in such a state – again – that they feel they actually have to use “compassionate” as a prefix to Conservatism. We’ve had six years of this particular nonsense. As if the Thatcher and Blair years were not lessons, enough.

David Cameron needs to go, yes: he has become the story and all that he berates and preaches on is finally coming back to bite him. But, though his resignation would be a most gleeful event, it would be as insufficient as IDS’ if it is not accompanied by those of the rest of his goons because Cameron is merely the frontman for this persistent neoliberal rubbish.

Six years of making personal gains, at every opportunity, by use of patronising lip service and reckless governance are more than enough for our country. I’d cancel this stupid EU referendum that serves up little more than a circular national identity crisis and replace it with a general election on the 23rd of June. Not because Call Me’s dad might have saved himself some tax or because Dave owes his immense wealth and privilege to luck but because Cameron is a terrible PM, leading a merry mob of we’re-in-it-for-us malfeasants who are drowning, now, in hypocrisy, so deep and so wide, that their collective surrender to comeuppance would be, at last, a decent, thoughtful act.